The Frozen Logger

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As I step out one morning  into a
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 small cafe,
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A forty year old waitress to me 
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these words did say:
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She said I see sir you?re a logger,
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 and not just a common bum,
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'Cause nobody but a logger stirs 
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his coffee with is thumb.

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My lover was a logger, there's 
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none like him today;
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If you'd pour a little whiskey up 
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on it he eat a bale of hay
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My lover came to see me twas on one
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 freezing day;
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He threw his arms around me and 
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broke three vertebrae.

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I saw my lover leaving, a-trudging
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 through the snow,
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Up going gaily homeward at 
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forty-eight below.
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The weather tried to freeze him, it
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 tried its level best;
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At a thousand degrees below zero, 
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he buttoned up his vest.

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It froze clean through to China, it
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 froze to the stars above;
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At a million degrees below zero, 
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it froze my logger love.
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And so I lost my lover, and to this
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 cafe I come,
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And here I wait till someone stirs
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 his coffee with his thumb."